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Month: November 2011 (page 1 of 2)

Random Quote Surfing at 5am

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all.

– Meg Cabot

But really, the term “forgive and forget” doesn’t make sense to me. Forgiving does allow us to stop dwelling on an issue, which isn’t always healthy. But if we forget, we don’t learn from our mistakes. And that can be deadly.

– Meg Cabot

There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must of felt what it is to die, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.

– Alexandre Dumas

Life is fair. We all get the same nine-month shake in the box, and then the dice roll. Some people get a run of sevens. Some people, unfortunately, get snake-eyes. Its just how the world is.

– Stephen King

No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater… The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot.

– Sarah Dessen

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

– Anaïs Nin

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Feelin’ Good

I realised the only time I feel like cam whoring is when I get a new haircut. Went to a different stylist for a change and I’m loving it.

I’ll most likely be full-timing and joining you guys for Monday blues soon, so Imma head out now and enjoy this freedom while I still can. Ciao!


This is a damn poser photo of myself. I was merely fooling around when Sil said I looked like a cowgirl after randomly wrapping a shawl around me, but I didn’t expect her to capture THE MOMENT on camera. Hiak hiak.

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Girlfriends Unite

Like literally.

Loti has this clique of guy friends, and they often bring their girlfriends along when they gather. One day, these girlfriends just suddenly decided, “Okay, let’s hang out! (Without the boys.)”

So there we were, spending a beautiful Saturday morning together at Dempsey’s Roadhouse.

Doing Debbie’s “foam thing.” It’s supposed to make you look kissable according to her.

Girlfriends with their breakfast dishes.

On nom nom.

I have no one to pair with so I paired with my pizza.

I like the visual aspects of this dish. “Photogenic food” – that’s what I call it. And every time I use that term, my friends laugh. True what! Anw, ang moh food usually look photogenic. The most not photogenic food IMO is zhi char – the dishes just look one ji ba bom.

For more photogenic photos of the food at Roadhouse, please visit Lazy Foodies and drool all you want. Here is for you to drool at girls.

Drool-worthy? LOL I’m just kidding la.

Server initiated to help us with a group photo. Damn good his service.

The girls said I look like a monkey here.

You think?

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Too Much Time and Effort, Here

Yes, I spend a great deal of time and effort doing up this space. From editing photos to writing then re-reading my post over and over again to make sure it’s the way I want it before hitting the ‘publish’ button. (Ha, the perfectionist in me.)

Sometimes I wonder if I should stop blogging. In terms of money sense, it is a complete waste of resources because I could put all these hours to more money making. However, it’s something I like to do. Even if my readership is zero (okay, can’t be zero ‘cos I’ll read it myself lol.) Even if my readership is one, I’ll still be blogging. Time spent on something which makes you happy shouldn’t be time wasted.

I like to scroll through my own archives and look back at everything – photos, people, stupid thoughts, whatever I had at that point of time. So one day if I ever get amnesia, this is a place I’d love to come home to. (Someone please remind me of my own blog address tyvm.)

Today, I was guilty of scrolling through my archives again (read: doing useless web browsing with no drive to start work). Stumbled upon an old post at my old blog and I’d like to share it again.

Question: Sometimes people misinterpret what we do. How do others see you that is different from how you really are?

My answer: Most people think that I’m a siao zha bor with a couldn’t-care-less attitude but actually, I give my best to matters that I really care about. Few people get to see this side of me, ‘cos I don’t bother showing them anyway. As long as the recipient appreciates, it’s more than enough.

There are many friends whom you can laugh and have fun with, but how many can actually get close to your heart?

We often judge, analyse what’s wrong or right, then start labeling others or preach to those we care about. But who are we to judge? What gives us the right to?

How often do people around you advise you against something, but you still went ahead nevertheless because your heart tells you so but you end up getting hurt. Now then, as guilty ones, do we still go around penalising the (so-called wrong) decisions of other people just because they have also chosen to “follow their heart”?

No one is me. What do they know? How do they know how I feel?

There is no right or wrong company. There is just whether a person makes you feel right; and whether a friend makes you know that he or she is true.

No one’s a saint anyway. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has flaws, and all these have got nothing to do with whether a person is worth befriending or not. It’s like saying I should hang out with a righteous lawyer because he is righteous, instead of a hooligan who comes to my rescue every time I need help. Haha two extreme cases just to illustrate.

Like I said, how many people can you really connect with and pour your heart out to? Extremely exiguous, and once I spot them, I cling on tight. Life’s too short to miss people out like that.

If a hurdle made a friendship stronger I believe it’s totally worth it. And it’s through the process of overcoming the hurdle which reveals the amount of effort and sincerity that both parties put in.

But of course, if you blew up too many chances then you’re a bitch and I should obviously ditch the friendship lah. Hur hur tell me about my tolerance level and number of chances I’ve given before giving two friendships up.

At the end of the day, I am absolutely sober of my own emotions and I can handle my own relationships. If I fail, then I ORBIQUACK lor but no one should ever walk over and say, “See, I told you so.”

There isn’t a thing called regret. We learn and then move on.

I’m living my life now and I don’t care what people think. Similarly, I shan’t interfere in people’s lives as well. Everyone’s an adult and should know how to make his / her own decision by now. I can always listen, but I’ll not advise / preach anymore. I suck at that anyway.

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My Favourite Photo of Us

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Living Like a High Flyer for a Day!

Finally. Now it’s my turn to hao lian a night’s stay at Marina Bay Sands. The whole world seems to have been there (or the SkyPark at least) except for me hur hur.

And I’m not talking about an ordinary room here. It’s one big fcuking suite..

..with a pool table.


With dining room and living hall.

Stocked with atas TWG teas and Nespresso.


Part of the bathroom.

IT WAS MADNESS! And it was sheer luck that I got a chance to go and stay a night for free! Er actually, on the expense of the Loti’s relative’s MBS premier membership points.

View from the SkyPark at night.

Breakfast was madness too. None of us even thought of breakfast in the first place, but it struck (tam jiak) me so I called to check and it was included!

Happily we strolled up to The Club on 57th floor the next morning, reported our room number, and to our surprise, we were redirected to the celebrity chef restaurant instead. WAH SAI!

This is celebrity Sky on 57 for you baby!

It was a semi-buffet, which means we got to indulge in BOTH the luxury of the buffet spread and an à la carte item each.

Having breakfast while watching the world go by. I feel like I’m on top of the world.

SkyPark in the day.

Everything was so purrr-fect it felt like a dream.

After checking out, I was curious so I enquired about the room rates in cash. What we had was the ‘Sands Suite’ and it costs freaking $4,000 a night!!!!! But that is only the grade four suite. The best one, ‘President Suite’, costs $20,000 a night. W O W. Must have contain a hot spring and servants inside.

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A Wallet You Can’t Afford

Because got money also cannot buy. Omg it’s priceless :O

A $25 mighty wallet customised with $1.30 black marker ink by a renowned *ahem designer, *ahem Goh Kaiyi. LOL.

I gave it to Loti to replace his old Burberry and now he is forced to think of me every time he opens his wallet. Muahahah I’m sucha evil girlfriend 😉

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Rojak Entry #4

Belated birthday, belated photos. Celebrated Yun’s at Grapevine over dinner, cake, and the most awesome banana milk thereafter. Please stay happy very much okay! 😀

Family dinner at Kim’s Family Restaurant. Popo choked really badly that night and I got a big shock. She claims that it’s a norm but I hope not.

Brought her for ice cream chillax a week later at Ice Cream Chefs, and she did it LIKE A BOSS!

I love ice cream so so much and I so happy that I finally got to visit Salted Caramel.

Their earl grey ice cream rocks socks and I was busily nomming away while Lynn and Ash tried to take some photos.

Photo taken at Street Directory’s bloggers community gathering at Mookata. Very shiok Thai BBQ!

Hearty eggs benedict and omelette that Loti made for me. I’m glad that I found someone whom loves breakfast as much (and knows how to cook them)!

In return, I let him have a taste of the cranberry mallow pie I made not specially for him, but because I bought too much cranberries! Haha.

This entry is all about food! Even the title is!

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Immortals.. Or Mortals?

Honestly, the movie was more mortal than immortal. And honestly, I don’t have a clue about Greek mythology.

I replied “yes” to the preview simply because boyfriend was into Greek gods and I was into visuals and muscles. As bimbotic as I sound, guess who I bump into at the screening?

Cousin Peimin! She was also there with her boyfriend with probably the same reason, so I presume I’m not alone! :\

Anyway, post-movie discussion led us to conclude that Immortals lack a good storyline but is drop dead gorgeous in visuals. A quick lookup on the Twelve Olympians also reveals the historical inaccuracy of the film, because they only showed us six. I have no problems with that though. Like I said, I was solely in for an action adventure ride and Immortals didn’t disappoint. Jam packed with daredevil stunts and state-of-the-art effects enhanced in 3D, there were more than enough justification for the ticket price.

As quoted from the producers of 300 and Immortals, “We’re not playing it safe. History is not safe. Mythology is not safe. And we’re really not interested in safe.”

Thanks to United International Pictures (UIP) and omy once again for the tickets! Check out Immortals’ official site now.

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Halloween 2011

This year’s halloween was spent looking like a ghost and getting a free tattoo at Clarke Quay.

Says who you need drastic make up to get in the mood?

Lol actually, I’m just lazy. Every year I have no idea what to dress up as, so I’d tell myself, “Ok, I shall do it next year.” But when the following year comes, the cycle just repeats itself.

*Pokes skeleton’s ceebee. Muahaha omg I’m so horrible :O

Seeing everyone all dressed up kinda motivates me a lil’ though, or at least for that moment.

I like the Super Mario one!

Took a free group photo shoot, and then we were off to horror films at Jarryd’s place. It ended up as film (without the ‘s’) ‘cos everyone was too tired -.-

Jan said that we MUST dress up next year. Ha! We shall see. I’d prolly be playing dead at home. What! Playing DEAD also considered contributing to Halloween what!

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